Alarm Clock

20 May 2011

·perfectdystopia

From the inception of our lives once in the warmth of the womb, we wake to bright hospital lights and our groaning mothers. From the inception of our days in the comfort of our beds, we rise to the cold morning air. Alarm clocks routinely ending comfort we were never aware of, until we knew the bitterness of being exposed to the world.

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